BREAKING NEWS IN THE ANNA NICOLE CASE: she's still dead
It occured to me while on my walk today that it's been exactly one year since March 2006. Sounds stupid, but it feels bizarre; it doesn't feel like it's been a whole year since this time last year, but at the same time I guess a lot has happened since then. I definitely feel different from the way I did last year (I feel like I was really emo last year, without all the vain, emo baggage of tight pants, choppy hair, obnoxious florescent colored offsets to their outfits, and above all the bad music: this time last year I was well into my David Bowie phase).
Late last February, I was in that big ass car wreck with Hillary Henthorne. Since I then I think I've talked to her twice and I've only seen her out of the corner of my eye here and there. I can't say I'm complaining though; she's changed, the way people tend to do: it's one of those nasty by-products of continual living.
Apparently KT's last girlfriend left her for Hillary--talk about taking a step back. So now I guess KT's with some guy who goes by the name of "Fritz" and is the biggest drug dealer in Williamstown. Yes my KT, with a man! Gotta say, I kinda feel betrayed. I don't have too many gay friends--don't want too many; gay people are mean--so... I donno... She was very guy without being obnoxious about it and it's rare to find that so I guess it kind of brought us closer together; it was a sort of "common interest". I haven't talked to her since she started seeing this guy--which is weird, 'cause I usually see her every once in a while in the park or something--but everybody tells me she actually likes this guy. Twisted as it sounds, if she was just sleeping with him for drugs, I could almost understand it, 'cause KT's really gay... really. I mean, she's pretty much the archetype of the modern stoner lesbian (though for some reason, it seems she always has some straight guy in love with her).
People are fickle when it comes to sex; I don't really get it. KT's admitted she's really confused about the whole thing, and rightly so. If I, one day, out of the blue, suddenly fell for some chick I'd be pretty wigged out myself (I don't expect this to happen, though; I'm pretty set in my ways about this whole likin' guys thing). I kinda think that by not having sex, I've put myself in a position to look at the subject a little more objectively (or at least that's what I'm telling myself to make it feel less pathetic that I'll be nineteen in a month and still a virgin). Or maybe, because I haven't had sex, I just tend to think it's a lot more complicated than it is. I do that a lot; I pick everybody apart, I wonder too much about what makes somebody tick.
I'm going to Con this weekend. It's in Cleveland, which is cool; I've never been to that church. I skipped the last one, back in January. It was the weekend after Ohayocon and I was broke and not up for being a politically-correct, good little Unitarian besides. In all honesty, I really didn't want to see Travis either. I still don't; I really do hope he doesn't come to this one 'cause I'll probably end up screwing around with him despite my better judgment, because I'm gross and weak like everybody else and I can't get any anywhere else.
Ack! Damn! Enough of my whining! I'm gonna wish I made this entry private later. You'd never believe it, but I've actually been in a really good mood the past couple weeks. I don't know where all this bullshit is coming from.
Peace:
BRAD
Late last February, I was in that big ass car wreck with Hillary Henthorne. Since I then I think I've talked to her twice and I've only seen her out of the corner of my eye here and there. I can't say I'm complaining though; she's changed, the way people tend to do: it's one of those nasty by-products of continual living.
Apparently KT's last girlfriend left her for Hillary--talk about taking a step back. So now I guess KT's with some guy who goes by the name of "Fritz" and is the biggest drug dealer in Williamstown. Yes my KT, with a man! Gotta say, I kinda feel betrayed. I don't have too many gay friends--don't want too many; gay people are mean--so... I donno... She was very guy without being obnoxious about it and it's rare to find that so I guess it kind of brought us closer together; it was a sort of "common interest". I haven't talked to her since she started seeing this guy--which is weird, 'cause I usually see her every once in a while in the park or something--but everybody tells me she actually likes this guy. Twisted as it sounds, if she was just sleeping with him for drugs, I could almost understand it, 'cause KT's really gay... really. I mean, she's pretty much the archetype of the modern stoner lesbian (though for some reason, it seems she always has some straight guy in love with her).
People are fickle when it comes to sex; I don't really get it. KT's admitted she's really confused about the whole thing, and rightly so. If I, one day, out of the blue, suddenly fell for some chick I'd be pretty wigged out myself (I don't expect this to happen, though; I'm pretty set in my ways about this whole likin' guys thing). I kinda think that by not having sex, I've put myself in a position to look at the subject a little more objectively (or at least that's what I'm telling myself to make it feel less pathetic that I'll be nineteen in a month and still a virgin). Or maybe, because I haven't had sex, I just tend to think it's a lot more complicated than it is. I do that a lot; I pick everybody apart, I wonder too much about what makes somebody tick.
I'm going to Con this weekend. It's in Cleveland, which is cool; I've never been to that church. I skipped the last one, back in January. It was the weekend after Ohayocon and I was broke and not up for being a politically-correct, good little Unitarian besides. In all honesty, I really didn't want to see Travis either. I still don't; I really do hope he doesn't come to this one 'cause I'll probably end up screwing around with him despite my better judgment, because I'm gross and weak like everybody else and I can't get any anywhere else.
Ack! Damn! Enough of my whining! I'm gonna wish I made this entry private later. You'd never believe it, but I've actually been in a really good mood the past couple weeks. I don't know where all this bullshit is coming from.
Peace:
BRAD